Run for Your Life Doctors

Oh, Dr Carter, this has arrived for you.

Thank you, Mrs Tembe.

Fancy dress party?

Old Boys supper club. Chateaubriand, copious amounts of Barolo.

Barolo - nice!

My old room-mate Ted sent me another tie.

Last year's bash was a bit of a disaster

and the tie didn't live to tell the tale.

Letherbridge's answer to the Bullingdon club.

Mrs Willoughby's file.

Thank you, Mrs Tembe. Any sign of young Liam?

No, not yet.

Ah, poor bloke.

All his mates'll be spending the day blowing up condoms and egging

each other, and he's stuck here learning about health and safety.

I doubt that Liam is the egging it sort.

He reminds me of a young Heston Carter.

Ambitious, plenty of flair, applies himself...

Humble, modest...

I am sure the young man will be eager to work with such

a respected doctor and eminent surgeon.

Thank you, Mrs Tembe.

Any sign of Howard?

I thought he'd be fussing over the imminent arrival

of his echo machine on Monday.

Oh, no. Mr Bellamy has a day's holiday today.

Well, he has taken my advice and he's learning a new skill,

just to help him unwind.

It'll take more than a day for him to unwind. Mrs Willoughby?

This is Liam Slade...

..and this is my protest against the government milking students

for every last penny.

Oh, my... Mr Slade! What on earth do you think you are doing?

It's OK, Mrs Tembe. I'll clean it up. It's a protest.

Against what? Cows?

No, no. It's to make a point about the government milking students.

You know, extortionate fees and loans.

I have never seen anything more ridiculous and wasteful. The smell!

This is your induction day. How can you possibly work looking like that?

It's fine, I've got a spare change of clothes.

Yes, well, I suggest that you shower and go and change into them

before Dr Carter hears of this!

OK.

No, no, no! The back way, the back way!

Go, go, go. OK.

He's got milk all over my step.

First time I've put my feet up in I don't know how long.

Maureen, you're supposed to be taking it easy.

It's the 10k in three weeks' time.

If I stop training, I'll be crawling over that finish line

on my hands and knees.

Right. This shouldn't hurt too much.

So I thought you were training to do a swim?

That's the month after. Keep up.

-Ouch!

-Sorry.

So how's the sponsorship coming?

To be honest, I never thought I'd reach my target,

but I've just found out this morning, I'm £70 over!

Well done.

-Darren must be proud.

-Don't be daft.

Just puts my mind at rest, that when the time comes,

he'll be getting the best care in the hospice's brand new wing.

Darren's on my list this afternoon, actually.

-How's he doing?

-Champion. Cancer's no match for my lad.

He's a fighter, just like his mum.

I'm sorry, love.

You can always put in for a re-sit.

We'll just keep the L-plates on for now.

Probably for the best.

Nothing worse for a bloke than sitting in the passenger seat

with a woman driving.

We've managed this long.

And Mum's always happy to help.

If it's urgent.

OK, so keep it dry and covered for a few days,

and I'll see you at Darren's later.

No, you won't. I've got the charity toy sale this afternoon,

then I've got to fit in 6k after that.

I'll pop in on them tomorrow.

He's a grown man, he doesn't want his mum hanging about all the time.

And don't think you're getting out of it that easily.

What've you got for me?

For the toy sale? You promised me you'd look through the loft

to see if you still had anything worth donating.

Yeah. Of course, sorry. Um...

Right, I'll tell you what, if I drop in something later,

will you promise me you'll start to take it easy?

-Jack Monahan?

-Hello, love, who do I see about getting some jabs?

Ooh, going somewhere tropical?

No, logistics is your responsibility, not mine.

Look, if my echo isn't there at nine on the dot...

Yes, well, I suggest you do.

Goodbye.

Sounds like somebody could do with a quiet day.

What I could do with is some people to do their jobs properly.

Honestly, if all that a company does is deliver stuff,

you'd think they'd be able to know how to deliver stuff.

Leave it at the door, mate.

What about the rest of the gear?

Oh, you won't be needing that.

You'll be lucky to catch a tiddler on your first go.

No-one has achieved anything by expecting to fail.

Tenner I bag a massive fish.

It's not what you catch that matters.

Think journey, not destination.

And on that journey, there should be no distractions.

Right! Let the first lesson commence.

Don't worry, it's just going in my coffee.

Yes, well, I should hope so.

And I hope you've made a good job of clearing up out there.

Like it never happened.

Is it me, or is there an odd smell in here?

Shall I call you when the kettle is boiled, Dr Carter?

Particularly unpleasant. Sort of, cheesy.

-I... Well, I think I had better go.

-Sorry, am I missing something?

It's milk.

I poured it over myself to protest against the financial handcuffs

the government are putting on students.

Sorry...

You did you this when?

Out there, first thing, before I started.

And you knew?

-He assured me that he has cleaned...

-Sorry, let me get this clear.

At the start of your induction day,

you poured milk over yourself, outside our front door?

Well, I made sure no-one was around...

This is not the image that we want to portray of the Mill.

And you would do well to remember that

when you start your work experience on Monday.

-Can I ask you a question...?

-Mm?

-..about being a copper...

-Do you know what? I'd rather you didn't.

Because we come here to get away from all of that. No offence.

No offence taken.

Why've you got a different thingy?

This, my friend, is a Pro Lite Platinum 2000.

Fixed spool, magnesium body, infinite drag.

What've I got?

Just a spin 350.

-What's that...

-Did I tell you the first rule of Fishing Club?

No talking.

-What's the...

-Same as the first.

-Hi.

-Hi, how you doing?

-Yeah, good.

-How is he?

I saw Maureen earlier, she said he was doing well.

How would she know?

Sorry.

Good days, bad days.

Look, I really wanted to talk to you about his weight.

He has lost a lot recently and I'm really having to nag him to eat.

Well, the radiotherapy will kill his appetite.

Just try not to push him too much.

I'm just worried he's not getting all the vitamins he needs.

Maybe he could have a few more of those energy drinks.

He doesn't want any more energy drinks! >

But if you've got any more of that Hebridean malt, I wouldn't say no.

Oh, mate, I finished that off months ago.

Next time you're up there, get us a whole case.

If I'm not around to drink it, they can toast me at my funeral.

All right, done.

-How you feeling?

-Same old.

That Laxoris ain't working, though.

I'm ODing on fruit and I still haven't been to the loo.

Yesterday I had four peaches, a banana...

Darren, that was days ago. Yesterday you had custard.

I know what I had.

I had four peaches, a...

What was I saying?

-Doesn't matter.

-Have I had lunch today?

Honestly. 35 and I'm senile already!

So which part of this exactly promotes the Mill's image?

Which part says, "We do not comment on political issues?"

Look, I'm so sorry, I uploaded it before...

If a friend hadn't emailed this to me, I would never have seen it.

But if Ted's seen it, how many of our patients have seen it?

Dr Carter, please look, I never meant...

I had high hopes for you, Liam. But now I'm not so sure.

Every member of staff represents the Mill.

And you should take today to consider

whether you deserve to work here. As shall I.

Right. Macchiato, no sugar.

-Ta.

-Go on.

I don't know what you do right, but nobody makes coffee this good.

Really? I thought I'd lost my touch.

I caught Darren pouring his down the sink last week.

So how long's he been muddled?

Couple of weeks.

He couldn't remember the word for slippers the other day.

Well, you should talk to the Macmillan nurse.

It's probably just the morphine, but...

Or organ failure.

Or it could have spread to his brain.

We all know it's coming, Chris, don't we?

At least for now it's just a few words.

You going to Maureen's charity thing later?

Yeah, Darren's keen to show his support.

Yeah. Well, whatever's powering her, I wouldn't mind some myself.

She's been telling me about reaching her target.

Yeah, I know.

When we do see her, fundraising's all she talks about.

That's good, isn't it?

Really? Good for who? Darren?

Do you think he's really that interested

in some stupid new wing at the hospice?

Well, she means well.

You know, her son's ill, and yet it's all about her.

I mean, maybe she could spend a little bit more time

doing something useful,

something practical that could actually help us.

..and then you download the results to the echo folder.

Have you got that?

Yes! Yeah, and then you refer the patient for the echo.

No, we're talking about after they've had the echo.

I'm sorry. I just keep thinking about what Dr Carter said.

You know, I've got this amazing opportunity

and I've trashed it on my first day with some stupid video.

Well, you wouldn't catch me pouring milk all over myself, but hey,

it's one way of getting your point across.

Yeah, if my point is that I'm a total loser

that can't take simple instructions.

There's a lot to take in.

No-one expects you to get it all in five minutes.

Dr Carter does.

Otherwise...

It's a lot of money, but they need it to cover

the costs of accommodation, and return flights to Africa.

Who's going to Africa?

Oh, hello, love. I didn't think you two'd make it.

I left you a message, said we were coming.

What's all this about Africa?

I didn't get it, I must have left my mobile at home.

Africa?

I'm climbing Mount Kilimanjaro. I'm sure I told you.

Raising money for the hospice.

I think I'd remember something like that!

-When are you going?

-End of July.

This July? As in next month July?

I don't feel very well.

I think I need to go home.

Talk about a flying visit, but you need your rest.

You put your feet up, love, and I'll see you soon.

Give me a minute, yeah?

Maureen, do you think this is a good idea?

Far as I know Tanzania's safe and I'm getting my jabs tomorrow.

That's not what I meant.

I'm sure Darren can manage without me for six days.

Maureen, we don't know what he's going to be like next week,

never mind next month.

I don't like leaving him

but I have to go out and get prescriptions and things.

Darren needs positive thinking, not babysitting.

He's has terminal lung cancer, Maureen, I think

-we're way past positive thinking.

-Then do something about it.

You're younger and fitter than I am,

but I don't see you running 10k or climbing mountains, or...

Fine! You carry on with your fundraising.

I'll carry on trying to keep your son alive!

-KNOCK AT DOOR

-Yeah!

Heston, have you got a minute?

Bit boring for my taste, but one can't change the club colours.

You don't think you're being a bit hard on Liam, do you?

This isn't a school, it's a workplace.

We can't tolerate that sort of juvenile behaviour.

So you never had flour fights at uni, or let off a few stink bombs?

Certainly not.

Now, I trust you have work to do.

We don't pay you to lecture the senior partners.

What happened to your old one?

Accident with a tin of paint and...

Yes, the least said, the better.

I'm not surprised she's going to Africa.

You don't exactly make her feel welcome.

I saw you shouting at her.

Fine!

Maureen. Maureen, I'm sorry about earlier.

-I don't want us to fall out.

-Water under the bridge, love.

Good.

Um... I have to go out later.

It would be really lovely if you could keep Darren company.

I'm not sure, I've got a lot on.

Maureen, I'm asking for help.

For Darren's sake. Please?

Suppose I could pop in when this is finished. That do you?

Perfect. Thank you.

HE WHISTLES

Yeah, it's quite good, this.

Be better if we got a bite.

Yeah, it's nice not having your mobile phone on you.

Knowing nobody can get hold of you. Quite liberating.

Removes the temptation to keep checking your phone every five minutes.

It's a bit worrying, though.

I mean, anything could happen and you'd be none the wiser.

Yeah, but unlikely, though.

A loved one in hospital.

House broken into.

Important deliveries going astray.

Yes, well, maybe it wouldn't hurt to check.

Can I have your...

One condition.

When you get back, you button it for one hour.

I can if you can.

Yeah!

Heston, you old dog!

Go on. You'll be late.

I'll give her five more minutes.

And then you'll be five more minutes late.

Go on. She'll be here soon.

OK. I won't be long.

Enjoy yourself.

There's not much, I'm afraid.

But Action Man's got both arms and legs and Furby just needs batteries.

We'll find them a good home.

So, it's not long till you go to Tanzania.

-What did Darren say?

-I didn't know I needed his permission.

Of course not.

But we don't know what might happen between now and then.

Exactly. None of us know the future, so no point in expecting the worst.

I said I'd pop in on them after this, but probably no point now.

-Why not? I bet they'd love to see you.

-By the time I get there,

just be time to put the kettle on and then Sue'll be back.

Darren'll probably be having a kip, so he doesn't need me bothering him.

He might want you bothering him.

Would you want your mother checking up on you every five minutes, at your age?

No. Maybe not. But it's different, Maureen.

OK, I've got the rest of my life to be nagged.

Darren doesn't.

I'm sorry.

All I'm saying is, make the most of the time you've got left.

You will never regret spending more time with him.

I've got one. I've got one. I've caught a fish!

You haven't caught it yet. Come here.

I can do it.

No, you've got to be more gentle than that. Leave it. Leave it!

Get off, it's mine!

Get the net.

You're going to lose it!

Come on. Get it. Get it.

Hey, hey, hey! Do the honours, would you?

You got it?

SMOKE ALARM BEEPS

COUGHS

Darren?

Darren? Can you hear me, love?

I've got cancer, I'm not deaf.

Don't move, I'll call an ambulance.

No! I'm not going to the hospital.

Don't be daft, you need checking over.

I said, I'm not going to hospital.

I'm fine.

I... I just can't get up.

Suit yourself, but I'm calling Chris.

Oh, Heston.

I thought you should know, Liam did a good job today.

Well, it'll take more than learning a little admin

to compensate for this morning's stunt.

Can't you cut him some slack, give him a second chance?

I'm yet to be convinced he deserves it.

-Where did you get this?

-Found Ted on Mates Reconnected.

Someone should really have words with him about his privacy settings.

This was a legitimate protest! The restaurant promised filet mignon

and they served minced beef in burgers!

That makes student loans and tuition fees

seem like petty niggles by comparison(!)

I was drunk.

This is defamation of character!

-Shouldn't we get an ambulance?

-He's fine.

If he wants to be at home, he should be at home.

-I am here, you know.

-You had me worried sick.

The sooner we get you in that hospice, the better.

Well, I don't think we're quite there yet.

-His BP is absolutely fine.

-I don't need to be in the hospice.

You won't be saying that when you see the plans.

It's going to be lovely, dead modern, all the latest facilities.

-I don't care, because I'm not going.

-But it's like a hotel.

Will you shut up about the bloody hospice!

But it'll make things easier for you, give Sue some time off.

-That's what you want, isn't it?

-How would you know?

You haven't got a clue what I want cos you're never here,

you never talk to me!

If you did you'd realise,

I'll be dead before the paint's dry on your swanky new wing!

I'd best be off.

Maureen. You can't avoid this.

He's stronger than he looks.

He's a fighter, just like his mum.

Yeah. There comes a time when it's not about fighting.

It's about letting go.

Darren has always been very clear with his care team,

what he does and doesn't want.

And when the time comes, he wants to be at home with his family

and we have to respect that.

He knows it's not going to be easy.

But he's got Sue, and he's got the Macmillan nurses, he's got me,

you know, and all the out of hours team...

but he's going to need you, as well. Starting now.

I'm not ready.

Running marathons and climbing mountains is amazing.

But none of that is going to give you more time with your son.

That's all he really needs.

Yeah, it's like I said before.

Nobody achieved anything by expecting to fail.

Positive mental attitude, that's what it all about.

You all right there?

Yeah, that and beginner's luck.

Yes, well, I suppose luck did play its part.

It's all instinct, really, comes from there.

You can't teach it.

Why don't you have this? It's far too big for me.

Treat Karen to a fish supper.

Liam! May I have a word?

Erm, we didn't get off to the best of starts.

And, as you know, your behaviour was unbecoming of a Mill employee.

-Yeah.

-But I believe in second chances,

and I'm going to give you one.

But, you understand, there will be no third chance.

-Is that clear?

-Absolutely, thank you.

-Ahem.

-I... I'm busy at the moment

Well, er, Heston. Surely you can be a bit more gracious?

And...

we would be delighted to see you back at The Mill on Monday.

And?

-And?

-And?

And...um...

You're a very welcome addition to the team.

Oh, Heston, you vandal!

It was a legitimate protest.

Looks like I'm not the Mill's only protestor, then?

OK, right.

Maybe I was a little heavy-handed earlier so I owe you an apology.

-That's OK.

-We all have our bug bears, and if people did nothing,

nothing would happen, so I applaud your conviction.

Well, I tell you what, you could always make your own milking video?

Still a couple of pints left in the fridge.

No, I think I'll give it a miss, thank you very much.

So, Mandy, gentlemen, I bid you bonsoir.

Night, Heston.

-Bonsoir.

-Night.

Night, Mini-Heston.

Empty the till!

Now! Get back!

And here we have it, the echocardiograph machine.

-I thought it'd be bigger.

-You would.

It's not the size that matters.

I beg to differ.

Well, I don't see anybody showering you with tokens of affection.

Oh, believe me,

there are plenty of women queuing up for a piece of me.

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